“The reason why i hold grudges on these people is so people know they fucked up, and so they know that i can move forward without them. I am happy without these friends/boyfriends. Because a person like me, i can forgive but i can never forget.. and the feeling of not forgetting would cause me to use the shit that they’ve done against them. And that wouldn’t be pretty. So move on with my life, no need to forgive the people who don’t deserve to be forgiven.”

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the simpliest night like this, blunt hits like summer nights.

makes me miss summer even more.

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I’m sorry, for walking to your house at 2am after an argument.

I’m sorry, for walking away from you when you were driving me crazy.

I’m sorry, for yelling at you for not doing something i told you to do.

I’m sorry, for not being that import model girlfriend you’ve always dreamed of.

I’m sorry, for leaving your house cause of a message i saw.. in the rain.

I’m sorry, for crying over you countless of times.

I’m sorry, for jumping into my ex’s car when he told me that he can drive me home.

I’m sorry, for dropping all of my friends just to be with you.

I’m sorry, for giving you my virginity.

I’m sorry, for coming down to your home town to stay with you and your family for 2 weeks.

I’m sorry, for starving myself to save money for the things you wanted.

I’m sorry, for hiding my phone from you.

I’m sorry, for making you cry.

I’m sorry, that it’s been 10 months since we’ve been apart.. and you’re still the first person i think of when i wake, and before i go to sleep.

I’m sorry, for still loving you.

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I think one of my biggest problems is that I tend to push people away, because every time I give them a part of me.. they leave anyways. scuudi +
i used to post my thoughts, and personal feelings on tumblr.. now i just reblog stuff.

too much people creepin’ me and ratting me out. lol

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my homie.
She remembers the feel of his skin against her fingertips. She remembers the soft breathing and the rhythmic, soothing sound of his heart against her ear. But most of all, she remembers the emotions. Sometimes she would dwell on the memories of every single tear, smile, laugh, and touch. She would lay, thinking until her eyes were heavy and her mind was tired. Eventually though, she would get up and brush the strand of hair from her face to behind her ear. Some days she would turn towards the sun for several minutes; and others her head was buried deep into the pillows. Perhaps she was healing from an injury. Perhaps she was pulling herself out of a place so dark and terrifying. Whatever the case may be, she was handling it. Slowly. In solitude. omgitskendra +
you’re always going to be the one, even if I fall inlove with someone else.
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